Angelina heard the voice of Fred and spun around to face him. Her eyes searched his face, but she could hardly see straight, let alone see straight. "Her, that... that HARLOT!" Angelina said, using the same word Pansy had said earlier. Her fists and jaw were clenched, and she was angrier than she'd been in years. Angelina huffed, trying to think of a proper way to describe the situation she'd just come out of. She could come up with nothing. "She's just HORRID!" Angelina screamed.
When Fred took a hold of her, Angelina fought it. Although she was strong, Fred was and always had been stronger. Eventually she found fighting was going to help her, and she calmed down. "Pansy Parkinson," Angelina finally hissed, deciding that was the best way to describe what she'd come from. "I'd like to see her strung up."